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Empty Pockets full of Dreams

Submitted:Feb 7, 2010    Reads: 158    Comments: 17    Likes: 9   


Sitting outside
nowhere to go
but everywhere I am
found it inside
my paradise
not there yet
but feel it coming
doubts & certainty
outside doesn't even exist
only mind, body & soul
you were never born
you will never die
only the flesh
until you are this perfect soul
his image
her image
their image
6 & 9 again coming from one
becoming one
that's the law
one of seven
seven = G
the G
G's us
the eternal light
eternal life
no wings
no clouds
Chinese food, a couple of beers and making love


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